Sunday, January 08, 2006

It's Curtains For Sure

I broke my own cardinal rules. I only buy household things that have solid colors, or if patterned are Asian, Indian or Middle Eastern. Those are the rules. In our bedroom we have mirrors from Bali and a Japanese wall hanging made from from a pre-World War II kimono. We needed curtains, so I went and bought fabric with a very busy pattern, and not Asian in any way. AAGGHHH. What was I thinking? I wasn't thinking, that has to be the obvious conclusion to be drawn from this.

Kimono wall-hanging

When the pirate moved the greenhouse (Gus), it opened up a fairly significant space in the yard beyond our bedroom window where we have an unobstructed view of our neighbors. They are probably very nice people, but I didn't really want to have to look at the back of their house every time I looked out our bedroom window. So, now that I am retired and have all this free time and creative energy, I thought I should make curtains.We went to the fabric store. For some reason I was drawn to this fabric. Those beautiful butterflies just caught my eye. The fabric is 100% cotton, and the colors are really dazzling. I just had to have it. It's winter. We haven't seen butterflies in months, and we haven't seen the sun for 21 days. How could I not be drawn to the this? It was like I didn't have any cardinal rules at all. If I had checked in with my inner control freak self, she would have said, "Go with a deep burgundy fabric. You like dark reds. It's the color of everything else in the house." But I was dreaming of butterflies above our bed. The soft caress of delicate wings, the magnificent iridescents, and playfulness of simple beauty. The promise of sun and spring.I made the curtains. It's just a busy pattern of butterflies above our bed. I think I'll have to buy a new burgundy duvet to cover the quilt. That should make everything better, right? Or, I could make another set of curtains, and put these in the guest house.